We will find a Way Together
Long ago, in a mountain village, there was a tradition. Every young adult had to carry a basket filled with five stones and climb a steep hill to reach the temple at the top. The elders said the stones represented life's responsibilities: Family Work Health Relationships Personal growth Everyone carried their own basket. No one could carry another person's stones. That was the rule. One year, a young man named Veer was climbing the hill with his childhood friend Arjun. Halfway through the journey, Veer noticed that Arjun was unusually quiet. His breathing was heavy. His steps had become slow. Veer asked, "Are you okay?" Arjun smiled and replied, "Yes, just tired." Like most people do. They continued walking. After some time, Veer noticed something. Arjun wasn't struggling with the five stones. He was struggling with everything else. His water bottle was empty. His sandal strap had broken. His bag kept slipping from his shoulder. The five ston...